Chopstix lyrics

by

Taleban Dooda


[Chorus]
This a four-nick
G-lock, top notch sh*t
This a Russian chopstick (Yeah)
7.62s beatbox sh*t, uh
This a Glock 19 with a thirty di*k (Thirty)
These bullets explode when it hit (Boom)
Mac in my 'Wood, I'm just rollin' the kid
I don't like bein' sober and sh*t (Nah)
Nah, nah, we just made his block hot
40 make him hopscotch
b*tch, I hang with dropouts (Yeah)
All he heard was "Fah-fah"
We done brought the cops out
Like why them n*ggas b*tches?
Like why they don't ever pop out?

[Verse]
He better watch how he move
7.62s knock him out of his shoes (Uh)
They know we breakin' the rules
We the ones puttin' thе bass in the boom
Same tool, b*tch, same guns off DOOM
Glock 45, this b*tch shakin' thе room
If he talk tough, then he makin' the news
We some handy-ass n*ggas, we keep us a tool (Gotta have it)
One, two, he dissin' my brother, I'm comin' to you
If they drop the addy, we followin' through
Tryna turn his little brother to a vegetable too
Lay down, them b*tches better not move
b*tch, I ain't playin', I am not in the mood
I ain't got sense, I had dropped out of school
If anybody move, this on bro, I'ma shoot
[Chorus]
This a four-nick
G-lock, top notch sh*t
This a Russian chopstick (Yeah)
7.62s beatbox sh*t, uh
This a Glock 19 with a thirty di*k (Thirty)
These bullets explode when it hit (Boom)
Mac in my 'Wood, I'm just rollin' the kid
I don't like bein' sober and sh*t (Nah)
Nah, nah, we just made his block hot
40 make him hopscotch
b*tch, I hang with dropouts (Yeah)
All he heard was "Fah-fah"
We done brought the cops out
Like why them n*ggas b*tches?
Like why they don't ever pop out?
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